The Saddle–a long lost friend

It has been a good year on since the accident last year. It was traumatic, but part of me is really itching to get back on to the saddle and spin away, blitzing down the tarmac towards ECP. Have I not learnt how dangerous the roads are? Have I not learnt how much pain, inconvenience and worry I have brought to those around me? Should I not treasure my life that bit more?

Reflecting on how I have constantly been feeling, it's actually kinda like sin. We proclaim that we will not sin, yet every now and then we slip a bit. The difference is the assurance of salvation. We, being humans, love to tempt danger. Have we not learnt how painful it is to be mired in sin? Have we not learnt how dangerous sin is? Have we not learnt how much pain we have brought to God when we sin? Should we not treasure our salvation that bit more?

It's tempting, and it's hard to resist. I really want to get fitter on the bike. But, there is no way that it is going to happen, at least in the near future.

Year 2 Semester 2

God has been incredibly gracious for the past three semesters. He has allowed me to learn to grow in Him everyday, and toil through every moment remembering that Christ has died and risen so that we may be saved.

Tomorrow marks the start of my fourth semester in NUS. I'm excited to know that I'll be back in Cinnamon College for this semester after staying at home for the last. I hope that I'll be able to prioritise my time well, think about what is most important and put Christ first above achievements and grades, and in the centre of relationships with people.

Whatever comes, may Your will be done.